The Prince: A Selection Novella (HarperTeen Impulse) by Kiera Cass Read Free Book Online

instructed me when I was younger.
    “Hello, Silvia. If you don’t mind, I would like to introduce myself to these young women.”
    “Of course,” she said breathlessly, bending again. She could be so dramatic sometimes.
    I surveyed the faces, looking for the flame of her hair. It took a moment, as I was a bit distracted by the light glinting off nearly every wrist, ear, and neck in the room. I finally found her, a few rows in on the end, looking at me with a different expression than the others. I smiled, but instead of smiling back, she looked confused.
    “Ladies, if you don’t mind,” I started, “one at a time, I’ll be calling you over to meet with me. I’m sure you’re all eager to eat, as am I. So I won’t take up too much of your time. Do forgive me if I’m slow with names; there are quite a few of you.”
    Some of the girls giggled, and I was happy to realize I could identify more of them than I thought I would. I went to the young lady in the front corner, and extended my hand. She took it enthusiastically, and we walked over to the couches that I knew would be set up specifically for this purpose.
    Sadly, Lyssa was no more attractive in person than she was in her picture. Still, she deserved the benefit of the doubt, so we spoke all the same.
    “Good morning, Lyssa.”
    “Good morning, Your Majesty.” She smiled so widely, it looked like it must hurt her to do so.
    “How are you finding the palace?”
    “It’s beautiful. I’ve never seen anything so beautiful. It’s really beautiful here. Gosh, I already said that, didn’t I?”
    I answered with a smile. “It’s quite all right. I’m glad you’re so pleased. What do you do at home?”
    “I’m a Five. My whole family works exclusively in sculpting. You have some incredible pieces here. Really beautiful.”
    I tried to seem interested, but she didn’t engage me at all. Still, what if I passed on someone for no good reason?
    “Thank you. Um, how many siblings do you have?”
    After a few minutes of conversation in which she used the word beautiful no less than twelve times, I knew that there was nothing else I wanted to know about this girl.
    It was time for me to move on, but it seemed so cruel to keep her here knowing there was no chance for us. I decided that I was going to start making cuts here and now. It would be kinder to the girls, and maybe also impress Father. After all, he did say he wanted me to make some real choices in my life.
    “Lyssa, thank you so much for your time. Once I’m done with everyone, would you mind staying a little longer so I could speak with you?”
    She blushed. “Absolutely.”
    We rose, and I felt awful knowing that she assumed that request meant something it didn’t. “Would you please send the next young lady over?”
    She nodded and curtsied before she went to get the girl beside her, who I recognized immediately as Celeste Newsome. It would take a dim man indeed to forget that face.
    “Good morning, Lady Celeste.”
    “Good morning, Your Majesty,” she said as she curtsied. Her voice was sugary, and I realized right away that many of these girls might have a hold on me. Maybe all this worry about not being able to love any of them wasn’t the true problem. Maybe I’d fall for all of them and never be able to choose.
    I motioned for her to sit across from me. “I understand you model.”
    “I do,” she answered brightly, thrilled to see I already knew this about her. “Primarily clothing. I’ve been told I have a good shape for it.”
    Of course, at those words, I was forced to look at said shape, and there was no denying just how striking she was.
    “Do you enjoy your work?”
    “Oh, yes. It’s amazing how photography can capture just a split second of something exquisite.”
    I lit up. “Absolutely. I don’t know if you’re aware, but I’m very into photography myself.”
    “Really? We should do a shoot sometime.”
    “That would be wonderful.” Ah! This was going better than